THE SUNDAY WHIRL
asks us to use the words in the wordle
The great grey sea
It's pewter sheen unfolding
Beneath the waves
Are hills and caves
And who knows what they're holding.
Not for our eyes,
A wide world lies,
One which we yearn to squander.
Through hill and valley,
Lane and alley,
The flocks and schools may wander.
This green world can,
Within its span,
Accommodate the features
Of sprats and whales
With waving tails
And a million other creatures.
We puny things
With lungs and wings,
Locked in a life diurnal....
The man, the swallow
Just cannot follow
The intractable, eternal.
With beating heart
We feign the art
Of wallowing as they wallow
We can only guess
And can never truly follow.
This is a poster, one of three,
Issued at a time of adversity.
At the time of their printing the British Isles
Were only a matter of a few short miles
From devastation and despair.
Hitler was in France 'just over there',
And he was viewing the other side
Over the Channel, which was hardly wide!
From near where I lived I could view the sight
Of French headlights flashing in the night!
With many others I was sent
To safety far away from Kent.
Then Britain waited for the War
To reach the step of its own front door.
France had been conquored by 'the Hun'
And we knew we were the following one!
The posters lay ready to be displayed
And preparations were quickly made.
Then, quite surprisingly, it started......,
The Battle of Britain! The Lion-Hearted
Young men gave their lives on high,
Sweeping Hitler from the sky.
The War still had many years to go
Before we saw the last of the foe,
But the fear of invasion never returned,
And Hitler's plans had been truly spurned.
So this blue poster was never needed!
It's cheerful message never heeded!
The posters slowly moulded away,
And it seems that none are left today.
And yet I think it was rather fine!
A lovely crisp and clear design.
The repeated use of the little word 'your',
Would have made one feel one could cope with War.
It's a little piece of history
That could have worked, so it seems to me.
I love your wordle poem - brilliant to be able to rhyme that lot! You and I both went with the sea theme. As for your wartime poem: simply splendid. I think some of those wartime posters were among the best graphic art Britain has ever produced. They certainly stick in the memory.
very nice wordle, excellent use of form and the words. Like that you went into the sea, I think the rest of us stayed on the shore.
I love the inner rhyme and the life aquatic always piques my interest!! Great job on this!!
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